David Bowie - How Does The Gra** Grow lyrics

There's a graveyard by the station Where the girls wear nylon skirts and Sandals ? The boys ride their Riga 1's Upon the little hill Such sadness and grief The trees die standing That's where we made our trysts And struggled with our guns Would you still love me If the clocks could go backwards The girls would fill with blood and The gra** would be green again Remember the dead They were so great Some of them How does the gra** grow Blood blood blood Where do the boys lie Mud mud mud How does the gra** grow Blood blood blood But I lived a blind life A white face in prison But you made a life out of nothing Now I ride my black horse I miss you more Than you'll ever ever know Waiting with my red eyes And my stone heart How does the gra** grow Blood blood blood Where do the boys lie Mud mud mud How does the gra** grow Blood blood blood I gaze in defeat At the stars in the night The light in my life burnt away There will be no tomorrow Then you sigh in your sleep And meaning returns with the day Where do the boys lie Mud mud mud How does the gra** grow Blood blood blood